[ this escalated. a finger goes up to his chin to scratch at it, trying to gauge on if her question had been serious or not. she's not exactly easy to figure out, so he just kind of. scrunches up his nose in her direction. ]
No. Your punishment is to stand still and not move an inch. Straighten your back out. Don't dare slump over.
[ he's taking this a bit more seriously than he thought he would. hm. oh well. chop, chop, Cinnamon. ]
no subject
[ this escalated. a finger goes up to his chin to scratch at it, trying to gauge on if her question had been serious or not. she's not exactly easy to figure out, so he just kind of. scrunches up his nose in her direction. ]
No. Your punishment is to stand still and not move an inch. Straighten your back out. Don't dare slump over.
[ he's taking this a bit more seriously than he thought he would. hm. oh well. chop, chop, Cinnamon. ]